Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Samoa and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Trojans to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Sexual Harrassment tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
This Heat,
The Skatalites,
Roxy Music,
The Divine Comedy,
Yusef Lateef,
Byron Stingily,
Peter & Gordon,
Hoover,
Janne Schatter,
The Seeds,
The Trojans,
Amon Düül,
Fluxion,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pere Ubu,
the Normal,
Pierre Henry,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
MDC,
Glenn Branca,
Bobby Sherman,
Hasil Adkins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scan 7,
Maleditus Sound,
Marshall Jefferson,
Crispy Ambulance,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Gories,
Hardrive,
Public Enemy,
The Misunderstood,
Swans,
Second Layer,
Average White Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
Duran Duran,
Marc Almond,
Lalann,
Nico,
Ultravox,
Nils Olav,
Piero Umiliani,
Motorama,
Bad Manners,
Dawn Penn,
The Invisible,
The American Breed,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Eve St. Jones,
Pantytec,
Kevin Saunderson,
Royal Trux,
Essential Logic,
kango's stein massive,
Matthew Bourne,
Symarip,
Livin' Joy,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.